in the aftermath of hurricanes and earthquakes and supreme court nominations, the bombings in delhi that killed over 500 people last weekend have resulted in surprisingly few new stories – or at least it was hard to find anything substantial when i did an internet search. but delhi has been on my mind. i passed through the city twice, just before christmas four years ago. amy rose had come to visit me in india for a month before i came home, we were taking a little journey north to the himalayan foothills.
our time in delhi was short but lovely – we stayed with geeta and her family and rode on bicycle rickshaws. i remember thinking that delhi felt a little like d.c., with wide boulevards, lots of trees and solid government buildings. i wondered if all national capitals feel the same. amyrose and i went to some cute tourist marketplace (i still wear the scarf i bought there) and i have to wonder if it’s still standing. nevertheless, i’ll keep picturing the wide boulevards and bicycle rickshaws.
in happier news, i’m going to be in a training the next two days, which means that i don’t have to go into the office on my birthday. hooplah! and, on friday, i get to go to indiana for a bachelorette/slumber party of a dear friend who just moved back from seattle. double hooplah!
i have good friends and family. thank you. you know who you are.